I heard that I don't sing love songs [Entertainment]

The lights are flickering, the ears are full of hustle and bustle, all the people around are cheering to the rhythm of the music, waving their hands frantically, Zong Yuan is sitting in the crowd, his handsome face is covered by a black mask, and his dark and quiet eyes are incompatible with the surroundings , looking in the direction of the stage.

In the middle of the stage, the man in the white coat was holding the microphone in his hand and dragging the microphone stand with one hand. His neck was soaked in sweat. After he roared the last high note, he moved to the front of the stage amidst the screams of fans in the audience. Sitting down, he stroked his wet hair.

"There's one last song." He put his hands on the ground and moved his neck a few times, leaning on his body and exhaling lightly.

The fans in the audience roared reluctantly. Yi Zhou squinted his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips. After resting for about ten seconds, he raised his hand and put the microphone to his lips, ""Restart", send for everyone."

When the music started, the style of music was completely new. In the boundless silence, the soft piano sound gradually came out. The sound of Yizhou passed through the microphone, like the sound of heaven piercing the sky...

Since Yizhou's official debut, most of his songs are arrogant and bloody, and there are few such gentle tunes. The corners of Zong Yuan's mouth under the mask are slightly raised, and there is finally a trace of special emotion in his calm eyes.

After a lyric, the music stopped, and all the lights on the stage were extinguished in an instant. Amid the breath-holding attention of more than 2 people, they suddenly gathered in the center of the stage. Yi Zhou got up from the ground at some point and stood in the light. Very dazzling.

The sound of the music that had just stopped suddenly sounded, with metallic sounds and loud noises, engulfing the audience like a blanket. Yi Zhou raised his chin slightly and watched the crazy crowd below the stage.

When the pitch of the instrument rose to a higher level, he stretched his hands behind him, put the hat on his head, and began to dance his body to the rhythm of the music, and the audience screamed endlessly.

......

"Brother Yuan, are you going back to the company?" Zong Yuan walked out of the gymnasium, asking Bai Lin who was holding Bao Bao beside him.

Zong Yuan turned his head to look at him, and asked indifferently: "Why are you going back to the company?"

"Brother Qi is still waiting. He asked me to call you back more than an hour ago." Bai Lin had a frowning face, which was uglier than crying.

In the middle of the Yizhou concert, when he saw Qi Gaoyang's call, he was so frightened that he was about to have a cardiac arrest, but Zong Yuan took his mobile phone and hung up the call. He could only reply an ambiguous message cautiously to deal with it.

Qi Gaoyang is Zong Yuan's manager, and he always looks arrogant, unlike Zong Yuan's aura all the year round, but he is a gold medal manager after all, not a small assistant like him who can challenge him.

Zong Yuan didn't respond, and walked forward on his own. When he reached the car door, he took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few pink RMB and put them into Bai Lin's pocket, "You take a taxi to the company, I'll go back."

Bai Lin froze in place, watching him sit in the driver's seat.

"By the way, the concert is confidential." Zong Yuan buckled up his seat belt and said this before walking away.

Zong Yuan's residence was arranged by the company, the location is not bad, and the secrecy is also very good.He doesn't have so many strict requirements for living, so he has lived here for several years.

After entering the door and it was pitch black, he turned on the light, tugged at his collar, took off the watch on his wrist and put it aside, and walked into the bedroom.

He folded the concert tickets in his pocket, folded them neatly, and put them in the drawer properly.

There are not many things inside, a tarnished earring, a yellowed notebook, and the admission ticket he put in this time.

He didn't close the drawer in a hurry, his eyes fell on the earring, and he was a little absent-minded. After a while, he looked away, got up and walked to the piano stand.

His slender fingers pressed down on the keys, making a dull sound. He closed his eyes, walked his fingers on the keys, and played a familiar melody.

That was the prelude to the last song of Yizhou's concert today, and it was also the melody he had heard seven years ago.

However, seven years ago, this melody had no name.

"Restart..." he murmured softly.

……

The next morning, Zong Yuanjiao just stepped into the company when he received a question from his manager Qi Gaoyang, "Where did you go last night? Don't you know I asked you to go back to the company?"

Zong Yuan glanced at him expressionlessly, then walked towards the conference room, "What's the matter?"

"What's your attitude! I'm your manager, so there's a reason to let you go back to the company!" Qi Gaoyang shouted beside him.

"Yesterday's schedule didn't include this item." Zong Yuan didn't respond to the volume of his tone, and his words were still calm.

Although Qi Gaoyang had a deep understanding of Zong Yuan's way of speaking and handling things, every time he was so indifferent to him, he still had difficulty controlling the anger in his heart.

"You think you are free without your schedule? Let me tell you, you are sold to the company, so you have to listen to whatever you want!"

Zong Yuan moved his left hand to the button of the collar of his jacket, and slowly undid one: "Lu Xingyan is making trouble again? No one is acting wild?"

Qi Gao was so angry that he opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't say a word, his eyes were bloodshot.

Lu Xingyan is a fresh meat favored by the big boss of Tianyuan Entertainment, but he hasn't seen much effect after holding it for two years. He often rubs against Zong Yuan's light to show his presence in variety shows, but he can't produce decent works. Buy tickets by swiping your face?Is there still a shortage of good-looking people in the entertainment industry?

However, Lu Xingyan, on the surface, pretended to be an obedient boy next door, but in fact he was full of bad water, blowing the pillow every now and then, disturbing the work and life of Qi Gaoyang, a gold medal manager.

Qi Gaoyang relied on the appreciation of his superior Boss, and Lu Xingyan used Qi Gaoyang's methods to prevent him from sinking in this muddy water circle. The two of them were a match made in heaven, each took what he needed.

Zong Yuan didn't look at him. He entered the meeting room, pulled out a chair, and sat down with his long legs draped casually, as if he had nothing to do with him. feel?"

"Zong Yuan!" Qi Gaoyang pointed at his face angrily, and under the stimulation of Zong Yuan's stingy reluctance to give half of his eyes, he swallowed his breath and smiled, "How was the concert in Yizhou?"

Zong Yuan glanced at him, "My song is suppressed, and I can't watch other people's concerts?"

"Yizhou's seven world tour concerts, you bought seven tickets, and you finally squeezed your work to catch up with the last one, are you happy?" Qi Gaoyang stretched his head forward again, with a smirk on his face of.

Zong Yuan's expression moved slightly, his eyes closed slightly, and he didn't answer.

"You protect Bai Lin, how much do you think he will be loyal to you?" Qi Gaoyang finally waited until he changed his face invisibly, and felt complacent.

Zong Yuan was silent for a few seconds, "Loyalty? Do I care?"

Qi Gaoyang stared at him intently, trying to find out half of the duplicity from his face, but he couldn't find any clues.

He chuckled, put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and his voice was cold, "Of course you don't care about a little assistant. No one knows what you think about Yizhou, right? I warn you, you are an artist, Artists of Tianyuan Entertainment, don't think about being ambiguous with Hua Shang's people, or do you want to drag him to sink together, and be scolded by others and never get up?"

Zong Yuan still had no expression on his face, and quietly listened to him, "Call me here, to say this? Is it because I am afraid that I will be blocked and not be able to make money for you!"

Qi Gaoyang was unhappy after finding him, and felt relieved. He didn't take his cynicism to heart, straightened up and patted the dust that didn't exist on his hands, "I've made an appointment with Director Hou for you. Flight at noon, after communicating with Director Hou, you will fly directly to City B in the evening, where the filming location for the endorsement will be tomorrow morning."

Zong Yuan glanced at the position of the door, saw a half-hidden figure, didn't say much, got up and went out after saying "um".

Bai Lin stood at the door, clasping his hands in his pockets, with a face full of self-blame, seeing Zong Yuan walk out even more flustered.

Zong Yuan acted as if he hadn't seen him, walked around and walked out, Bai Lin hurriedly followed, and out of the company gate, Bai Lin hurriedly stepped forward to open the car door for him.

"Brother Yuan, I'm sorry, brother Qi... I didn't pay attention, so I said it yesterday." Bai Lin got into the driver's seat and turned to him.

Zong Yuan leaned against the back of the soft leather chair with his eyes closed. He slept too late last night, his cold white skin looked extraordinarily pale. "Go to the airport."

Seeing his tired appearance, Bai Lin wanted to say something, but couldn't speak anymore, turned around and started the car silently.

Zong Yuan didn't blame him, he went to the concert by himself, and Yizhou was his favorite, so he couldn't point others to keep it secret for him.

Many fans at the airport had already heard the news and squatted at the door with their cards in their hands. The car stopped not far away. Zong Yuan looked at the time on his wrist, and there was plenty of time.

He scratched the hair on the back of his head that had been flattened by sleep, put on a mask and pushed the door to get out of the car. Sharp-eyed people saw his figure and called his name. Zong Yuan nodded slightly at them, somewhat surprised by today's battle.

Most of Zong Yuan's fans followed his temperament and were very lonely, knowing that he didn't like to make trouble and rarely acted impulsively, so he walked smoothly all the way.

After dozens of steps, a sharp voice called out: "Zong Yuan, can Zong Yuan sign your name?!"

Zong Yuan turned his head and glanced at the girl. She was not tall and was being blocked by a group of people, jumping around non-stop.

He walked in his direction, and Bai Lin beside him hurriedly stood in front of him, "Brother Yuan, why don't you go to check the ticket?"

Zong Yuan walked up to the girl, stretched her slender arms slightly, and the girl knowingly handed him the photo and pen in her hand, "Back... back, thank you."

Amidst the envious sighs of the fans around him, he lifted the cap of the pen and signed his name skillfully.

After signing, he turned the photo over and stared at it, stunned.

This is not a picture of him.

The person in the photo is Yizhou.

Zong Yuan looked at the girl, she managed to squeeze in front of him, and looked at him shyly.

Zong Yuan pretended not to look at the photo, capped the pen, and returned it to the girl.

The girl took a look, apologized, and reached into the bag to search, "I'm sorry, I took it by mistake, Yizhou will come to the airport today, I like you very much, so I prepared two photos, I didn't pay attention just now ,Really sorry."

"It's okay." Zong Yuan glanced at the photo she held tightly in her hand again, turned around and entered the airport under the escort of Bai Lin.

After getting on the plane, he belatedly thought, where will that girl find Yizhou to sign later?

But that girl couldn't squeeze anyone else, so it was unlikely that she would find Yi Zhou to get her autograph.

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